A cozy café on a narrow street in a winter seaside town — so beautiful, it seems made just for this moment. Colorful houses climb up the hills like uneven pixels, starting right at the rocky shore, interspersed with evergreen, blooming bushes. The sea is calm and clear, the sky cloudless. The invigorating aroma of strong coffee fills the air.

Everything lifts your spirit, encourages you.
Imagine — you, born on a small island steeped in poverty and restrictions, where hard labor serves someone else’s unrestrained luxury — sitting now at the edge of the most exquisite and expensive corner of the world, waiting for a well-deserved reward…

A reward for the art of seduction, of spinning heads and helping people forget reality. Especially since nature and your parents blessed you with all the gifts of a charmer. Oh yes — how thrilling it is to feel, since childhood, the desire and lust of women ready to pay for attention, flattery, and pleasure.
Where did this gift come from? Who cares — it’s yours. Why question it?
Your tanned, athletic body, dazzling white smile, and innocent gaze fill your pockets with the chime of coins and the rustle of bills. In a Latin village, there’s little to earn. And in rich neighborhoods — too much competition. Those were hard times and heavy money. You’ll never forget them. And that’s why your attitude toward those who give is now cold, professional, cynical.
Money has no scent. And for it — you’ll satisfy any whim of a spoiled woman. She is just a tool now, a means to an end. Her looks, age, status, manners — all irrelevant. Only the price matters. The price they’ll pay for your charm, your words, your allure.
They’ll pay for your ticket, your hotel, your meals — even take you shopping and dress you up. You just have to play the part.
Pour in the right words, the right tone of tenderness and love — enough for them to believe you right away.
Before, you had to work your way in: open the café door at the right time, pick up a dropped scarf, lay out a towel on the beach. And even then — no guarantee you’d be noticed. Or wanted.
But once the world moved online, once the networks bloomed — you found your spring. You didn’t have to be — it was enough to appear.

And soon she’ll arrive.
The one you’ll offer your heart, your love, your care.
The one who longs for your embrace, ready to break free from golden chains of vanity and fly with you like a bird.
You’ll take her to a beautiful and quiet country — a nest built with cunning, risk, failure, charm, and hard work — a place just restful enough after romantic travels and dazzling adventures.
You’ll fill her life with love, with care, with happiness.

You’re so happy right now…
You almost believed it yourself.